Now That You're Dead

i began to spoke,
my brain's holding the grip of a giant vice
it was all very good
floating higher and higher, a wonderful feeling.



DIE! DIE! DIE!

i'm watching closely just to see,
so i can rest in peace.
i put my face close, make sure you're not breathing
you look so nice, so pretty dress.
you're painted skin can say the rest
until they bury you, i won't believe it.

BREATHING! NOT BREATHING!

how can it feel so right when it's so right?
now that you're dead, it's gonna turn me on.
you're not like jesus christ, you're just gone.
now that you're dead, it's gonna turn me on.

BREATHING! NOT BREATHING!

i see that nothing in your eyes,
just cold as ice
i steal a kiss to make sure you're not breathing
we picked you out a pretty cage
scribbled some bullshit on the grave,
until they burn you i won't believe it.

BREATHING! NOT BREATHING!

how can it feel so right when it's so right?
now that you're dead, it's gonna turn me on.
you're not like jesus christ, you're just gone.
now that you're dead, it's gonna turn me on.

as precious as it is, i've waited for this day.
i've waited for your death, for you to fade away.

how can it feel so right when it's so right?
now that you're dead, it's gonna turn me on.
you're not like jesus christ, you're just gone.
now that you're dead, it's gonna turn me on.